Sequence Ocean Survival: Awakening God-Tier Sequences at the Start

Chapter 188: Awakening Version Update - Lu Sheng Has Already Slaughtered the Entire Field?

The previously silent medical area was suddenly filled with a deafening roar.

"boom--!!!"

A dark red beam of energy shot into the sky, like a long-suppressed volcanic eruption, instantly shattering the glass of all the tents within a hundred meters.

The patrolling soldiers were so frightened that they turned around with their guns drawn, thinking it was an enemy attack.

However, when the smoke cleared, the heavy alloy door of the medical pod was found to be twisted and deformed, having been punched from the inside and slammed heavily onto a rock more than ten meters away.

A burly figure, shirtless, strode out.

Chen Yan.

At this moment, his muscles bulged like granite, and beneath his originally bronze skin flowed a dark red aura like magma.

The tremor of every muscle triggers a low-frequency hum in the air.

He clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking like thunder.

"Destruction precedes construction..."

Chen Yan took a deep breath, feeling the unprecedented, vast, and boundless power within his body, his eyes gleaming.

"This is the Saint-level sequence—the Undying Body of the God of War!"

"Level 7 Spirit Source User!"

An unprecedented sense of powerful confidence filled my chest.

The frustration and helplessness I felt before vanished at that moment.

"Brother Lu..." Chen Yan roared to the sky, his voice booming, "I'm finally not a burden anymore! From now on, I'll take the lead in all the battles!"

He grabbed a military overcoat and draped it over his shoulders, striding towards the command post with an air of indifference.

Along the way, he saw that the camp on the north slope was well-organized.

Countless soldiers were carrying supplies, and the boxes were clearly marked with the black skull emblem of the Godslayer Mercenary Group.

Chen Yan frowned slightly.

"The God-Slaying Mercenary Group? Isn't that a scourge in the military's records?"

"How come all the supplies are here? Did the teacher intervene?"

He was puzzled and quickened his pace.

Pushing open the door to the command center, a wave of warmth washed over me.

In front of the huge sand table, the old general of the sea god was holding a teacup, looking at the map with a furrowed brow.

Upon seeing that familiar figure, Chen Yan, a tough man, instantly had tears welling up in his eyes.

"Thump!"

He strode forward and knelt heavily on the ground, his knees creating two shallow dents in the floor.

"Teacher! Your unworthy disciple, Chen Yan, is here to return to the ranks!"

His voice was choked with emotion, yet it revealed an unyielding spirit.

The old general's hand trembled, spilling a little tea. He suddenly looked up at his beloved disciple kneeling on the ground, a flicker of excitement in his eyes.

"Good! Good! It's good that you're alive!"

The old general quickly helped Chen Yan up, looked him over, and, sensing the surging energy within him, nodded with satisfaction: "A blessing in disguise, it seems you've overcome that hurdle."

Chen Yan stood up, straightened his back, and eagerly showed off his muscles, saying happily:

"Teacher! I'm a level 7 Spirit Source User now! And I'm tough as nails; I can withstand a couple of hits from a typical level 8!"

"You've suffered along the way; leave the tough battles to me!"

He patted his chest, exuding an air of great pride.

In his view, his skills make him the backbone of the team.

however.

The expected surprise and admiration did not materialize.

The old general looked at him with a strange expression, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Zhou Hai, who was munching on compressed biscuits nearby, came over and circled Chen Yan twice as if he were looking at a rare animal, before patting him on the shoulder earnestly.

"Old Chen, you've woken up at just the right time."

"However..." Zhou Hai swallowed the cookie in his mouth, pointed to the ceiling, "You might have to postpone carrying the flag for a while."

Chen Yan frowned, and an air of arrogance, typical of a strong person, welled up within him.

"What do you mean? Zhou Hai, are you looking down on me, a level 7 Spirit Source user?"

"Is there someone in this team who's better at fighting than me?"

Zhou Hai was amused.

Without wasting words, he stretched out his thick, carrot-like fingers and began to recount the details as if they were his own treasures.

Nothing serious happened while you were in a coma.

"That is to say, Lu Xiaozhi casually killed two drowning victims of level 8 at sea."

"Then they captured a 100-meter-long level 7 Titan whale and used it to pull our ship for a few days."

"When we got here, that level 8 Spirit Source user called Butcher wanted to collect a toll, but Lu kid shot him with one shot, like a string of candied hawthorns."

"Oh, by the way, Lu boy also suppressed the three thousand mercenaries on the north slope all by himself."

With each sentence Zhou Hai spoke, Chen Yan's eyes widened a little more.

By the end, Chen Yan's mouth was agape, wide enough to fit a fist. His original aura of triumphant return deflated completely with a "whoosh," like a punctured balloon.

"How much...?"

Chen Yan stammered, pointing out the window, "Level 8? And they killed three of them? A level 7 sea monster, a giant whale, pulling the ship?"

He turned his head to look out the window.

Just then, they saw the harbor in the distance, where the Titan whale, as large as a small mountain, rolled over and spewed out a column of water tens of meters high.

"..."

Chen Yan looked at his proud fist, then at the giant whale.

A deep sense of powerlessness came over me.

So, I worked myself to the bone to break through to level 7, thinking I could finally become the boss.

And when I woke up, the version had been updated?

Did Lu Sheng grow up eating nuclear waste?!

Just as Chen Yan was questioning his life, the command room door was pushed open again.

A faint, bloody scent, yet a profound and abyss-like atmosphere, filled the room.

Lu Sheng walked in with his hands in his pockets.

He glanced at Chen Yan, whose face was blank, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips.

"woke up?"

Lu Sheng looked him up and down and nodded: "A level 7 Spirit Source user with plenty of health and vitality. You're a good tank who can take a beating. Congratulations."

Good tank...

Chen Yan's lips twitched violently.

If anyone else dared to make that assessment of him, he would have punched them long ago.

But when facing Lu Sheng, he could only manage a bitter smile.

He took a deep breath, put away all his arrogance, and gave Lu Sheng a standard military salute.

"Brother Lu..."

Chen Yan's expression was solemn. "I will never forget your life-saving grace. If you ever need my help again, I, Chen Yan, will do my utmost!"

This is a soldier's promise.

Lu Sheng reached out and supported Chen Yan's arm, preventing him from bending over any further.

"General Chen, you flatter me."

Lu Sheng remained calm. "Back in Zijin Mountain, if it weren't for your support of the Blazing Flame, Zhou Hai and the others would have been feeding the fish long ago. We are allies, but more importantly, we are friends. Helping each other is our duty."

In short, he both gave Chen Yan face and brought them closer.

The old general, watching this scene, stroked his beard and smiled with satisfaction.

Just then, a communications soldier rushed in, breaking the warmth of the room.

"Report!!"

The communications soldier was beaming with excitement. "A convoy is coming from the direction of Dongpo! They're flying white flags! They say it's Liu Deshui, the highest-ranking commander of the remnants of the Shushan forces, who has come to pay a special visit to Major Lu and the old general!"